Chapter 25

Monday morning, I was very anxious to hear from Jacqui and what she was going to find out about the manager’s position she’d been offered in Helena, Montana.

The night before, I’d told Michelle about the evening with Trisha and Jacqui, leaving out a couple of tiny, insignificant details, such as Trisha following us home. Actually, the only thing I mentioned to Michelle was going to the Black Angus with Jacqui and how we both flirted with Trisha. I thought that sometime when Michelle and I were together with Trisha might be a better time to fill her in on all those little details.

Jacqui finally called me mid-afternoon. She said things were moving a lot faster than she’d anticipated. First, she said she’d misunderstood where the store was. It’s actually in Great Falls, not Helena. It’s another ninety miles further, a total of 550 miles from home!

Management wanted her to fly there Tuesday, meet the staff and get to know the store Wednesday and Thursday, show her around the community on Friday then they had an appointment with a realtor to look at houses or apartments on Saturday. Her home flight was Sunday. She said they told her what they’d be paying her and it was nearly double what she made in Kennewick.

Wow, I didn’t like the sound of that (except for the pay part!), it was way too fast. One thing that I thought would definitely slow down the move will be her actually making the move. That would be a pretty big step, getting her house ready to sell, all her stuff moved then cleaned up. I could see all of that likely being a few weeks at least.

That evening I told Michelle of Jacqui’s upcoming trip, realizing it’s was only the next day when she was scheduled to fly out. One thing I definitely love about Michelle is her empathy for others, in this case Jacqui. She didn’t want Jacqui home alone tonight so she suggested I spend the night with her.

When I got to Jacqui’s, she was busy packing a couple suitcases. It never ceases to amaze me how much a woman has to take with her for just a couple days. I guess this was going to be more than a couple days, it was five days. She filled two large suitcases, a carry on bag and a garment bag. I suggested she better take some nice nighties just in case she meets some cute guy. “Yeah, right,” she told me, “As if that’s going to happen!” Then she did put in one of her sexiest nighties, I think just to tease me. She held it in front of her, looking in the mirror and asked me, “Do you think he’d like this one?” She carefully folded it and put it in one of the suitcases.

I know it’s weird, but thinking of Jacqui with another guy makes me almost unbearably jealous. If it was Michelle, my wife, I’d be rooting for her, hoping she did meet some sexy hunk to seduce.

After Jacqui finished packing, I took Jacqui to the Red Lobster for a little different dinner than we’re used to. I like the Red Lobster, but it seems a little overpriced to me and I much prefer the quiet booths of the Black Angus. We avoided the subject of the elephant in the room, her upcoming move to Montana and instead talked about last Saturday evening. Jacqui had fun and lots of giggles telling me about her and Trisha getting to know each other and the fun they had dressing up to tease me.

Then Jacqui got a bit more serious and told me she wouldn’t mind if I developed a relationship with Trisha. I wasn’t sure how to respond to that, two women in my life seemed like enough. Overall we had a very nice dinner.

I drove to Columbia Park where Jacqui and I had sat in the car making out, getting to know each other over a year earlier. It seemed hard to believe that we’d only been together for a year. We kissed, giggled and switched to the back seat where there wasn’t anything between us and made out together like we had that other time. This time though, I certainly wasn’t going to be dropping her off at her door again! It wasn’t long before Jacqui’s blouse and bra and my shirt were back in the front seat. Jacqui’s lipstick was all over my body and if I’d had any, there certainly would have been a ring of it around Jacqui’s nipples! Fortunately, we didn’t have the same experience as you so often read about, a cop showing up knocking on the windows, giving us a ticket for indecent exposure.

We put our clothes back on and hurried back to Jacqui’s house where we didn’t have to worry about a cop or anything else except enjoying each other. Making love with Jacqui is the most heavenly feeling on earth! The way she can massage my cock inside her is simply heaven on earth! Jacqui has the most exquisite, smooth body with curves in all the right places to heighten the experience of making love with her.

The next morning I called the office and let them know I’d be a few hours late so I could drive Jacqui to the airport. She was pretty nervous, embarking on a totally new experience. We checked her suitcases and I escorted her to the security checkpoint. I kissed her and tried to reassure her that she’d be fine, that everyone in Montana would love her. I watched her go through the metal detector and we blew a kiss as she walked down the hall toward the waiting area. When she was out of sight, turning and walking away was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do.

Tuesday evening, when I got home from work, Michelle had a funny look on her face, I could tell that something was up, but didn’t know what it might be. Then she told me she’d gotten a call from Shaun that afternoon. “Remember I told you that he wanted to get back with his wife?”

I couldn’t help but remember that. I guess it was kind of my safety net with the relationship between Shaun and Michelle. We both knew he wouldn’t be looking for anything permanent with Michelle since he intended to get back with his wife. I wondered what was up, “Are they going back together?” Michelle looked concerned, but not heartbroken.

She shook her head no, “A Sheriff’s Deputy delivered divorce papers to him this afternoon.”

I looked at her, speechless. She’d just raised the stakes of their relationship about ten-fold! I’d had the obviously wrong impression that encouraging her with him was somewhat safe since he’d eventually be going back to his wife. Now she’d pulled that rug out and he was safe to pursue her for a permanent relationship. I think my face turned white.

Michelle looked at me in dismay, nearly in tears, “You want me to quit seeing him, don’t you?”

I thought about what Michelle said. Did I want her to end her relationship with Shaun? Yeah I did, I was scared to death for us. I didn’t want to lose my wife. I know she’s told me over and over again that it would never happen, but the type of relationship they’re having and if he’s a totally free man, the danger that she could was so much more. But was I ready to ask her to stop? I really thought about that, do I trust my wife or don’t I?

I thought about how much I enjoy dreaming of her in the arms of another man and how perfect Shaun is for her, how much they both care for each other. That night Shaun was at our house and I watched them make love. No, ‘fuck’ is a much more appropriate description. Ask her to quit seeing him? I want her to be in an erotic relationship, what can be more erotic than if the guy is super hot and available?

As I sat on the couch thinking, Michelle reassured me, “I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll quit with him if you want.”

I knew she would which made my decision that much easier. I told her, “No, I think you should go to him tonight, tell him you love your husband and he can’t ever have you. Then have a really special date night before you go back to his house and fuck his brains out like he’s never been fucked before! Then I want you to spend the next two nights with him and come home Thursday.”

Michelle looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was. All I knew was that I couldn’t let it go. The more risky the relationship was to us, the more erotic and exciting it would be at the same time. After all, she’d been encouraging my open love affair with a woman who we both knew was single and very available. Could I trust her less than she’d trusted me?

Michelle silently walked into our bedroom and got her suitcase out of the closet. She laid it on the bed and started filling it with her sexiest things, a couple matching bra/panty sets, two nightgowns that Trisha had worn for me the weekend before, a couple changes of work clothes and a couple leisure outfits. She packed her makeup kit and her overnight toiletries and finally closed the suitcase.

She came over to me and kissed me softly on the lips, telling me, “You know I love you, right?” I shook my head up and down, nearly crying from what I was asking my wife to do. I was literally shaking with fear and jealousy, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop her. I’d told her what I wanted and now I was going to live with it.

I’d never understood why a drug addict takes that next shot of heroin in his arm knowing what it was doing to him. Now I understood perfectly, it was something they couldn’t not do! The danger and harm were simply disregarded because of the need for the drug.

I’d wanted her to fall in love with a man who she knew was off limits long term. Now that she’d know he was actually available, it made my cock even harder thinking of her with him. How much hotter is it for her to have a steamy affair and fall madly in love with a single guy with no commitments, nothing at all to stop her from moving in with him completely and even marrying. Nothing to stop her except her love for me!

I guess my strategy was to set my wife totally free with Shaun and if she really loves me, she’ll come home. I was scared, I was elated. I wanted this for her, to have a totally free relationship with Shaun. The fact that Shaun’s wife was setting him free to love Michelle in return with no strings attached only enhanced the uncertainty of their affair.

The thing is, Shaun isn’t just an ordinary guy. I’m an ordinary guy, eight to five job, average looks, nothing special except that I love my wife unconditionally and she loves me. Shaun on the other hand has a glamorous career; his own radio show and rodeo announcer, a booming, deep voice, fantastic personality and a physique that any woman would lust after. There’s no way I can compete with him. My only hold on my wife is that I know she loves me and I trust her implicitly.

Michelle and I crossed a bridge we could never return when she spent that first weekend with Mike. We crossed another bridge when Michelle and I went to Victoria’s Secret to ask Jacqui for that first date. Since then we’ve crossed bridge after bridge, even as we both realize that one day one of them might fall as we’re crossing it. Yet that next bridge was always right there on the horizon, beckoning us with the beauty on the other side, even though we both knew there could never be a return. Was the bridge that night the last? Or would the next simply be a little bit further down the road?

All of this went through my mind as I watched my wife backing out of our driveway and driving down the street toward her lover, feeling the strangeness and fear that their relationship had just changed dramatically.

At the same time, I knew I was going to lose Jacqui. There wasn’t any way she could move 550 miles away and us maintain the relationship we’ve had. As much as I knew it would hurt, I hoped she’d find a good man, a little closer to her age, someone to love and marry like she deserved.

In the meantime, I was home alone the rest of the week, till Thursday. Jacqui was getting ready for her trip the next day and I didn’t want to tell her what was going on with Michelle, she’d worry that much more about me.

I went to bed that night with an immense hard-on wondering what Michelle and Shaun were doing. It didn’t help when a little after eleven, my phone chirped with a message from her - a selfie of her and Shaun in bed, both naked above the waist and the sheet just covering their waists. “MMMM, I will not masturbate, I will not masturbate!”

Somehow I got through Tuesday and Wednesday nights. I’d answered Nicki’s e-mail, telling her how much I looked forward to seeing her, asking her the details, when she was coming, for how long etc. I also started to form a fun plan for the upcoming weekend with Michelle. She’d shown me that shelf bra, transparent blouse and crotchless panties a few weeks ago, telling me she’d wear them wherever I wanted. I’d decided where I wanted us to go, suspecting that she’d probably forgotten about her promise.

Jacqui called me Wednesday evening, letting me know she’d made it to her hotel in Great Falls. She said she was pretty nervous about going into the store in the morning to meet her employees. She told me she thought that phrase, ‘her employees,’ sounded pretty cool. I told her Michelle was with Shaun but didn’t elaborate. We talked a little longer until she said she was tired and needed to get to bed for her upcoming long day.

Michelle came home after work Thursday just as I’d asked. She brought her suitcase but it was empty. All of her clothes had been left at Shaun’s house. I presumed that her two days there had gone well. When I asked her about it, she just grinned and said they’d had fun.

“Oh and we went to the Black Angus last night. We saw Trisha there, she really is a fun girl. We did our best to put on another little show for her.” She went on with another statement that surprised the heck out of me, “Since Jacqui’s moving, maybe you should invite her out sometime.” My cock instantly grew thinking about the time I’d already had with Trisha! Unknown to Michelle, she’d helped my Saturday night plan to fall neatly into place.

Jacqui called and filled me in on her day, said she thought she’d really like the girls who worked there, they all seemed nice. “Tomorrow, the current manager, Lisa is going to take me on a tour of Great Falls to get some ideas where I might want to live.” We talked for another twenty minutes or so on little inconsequential things, mostly just missing each other. While I was talking to Jacqui, I wasn’t paying attention to what Michelle was doing.

After we hung up, Michelle sauntered into the room wearing a new little baby doll nightie. Ahh, the girl was going to try my patience! I was so horny and wanted to make love with her badly but I also had Saturday night plans that I wanted both of us really horny for. I didn’t want either of us making love before then. But at the same time I didn’t want to give her any clue that anything was happening Saturday. I envisioned two long nights between now and then!

Michelle took my hand and led me to bed. After I sat down on the bed and slipped my boxers off, she stood in front of me and slipped the baby doll thong down off her hips and climbed in beside me. She kissed me and pushed her hand down grasping my erection, rubbing my slippery precum up and down. I slipped her strap down and sucked a nipple in my mouth and rubbed Michelle’s wet clit getting a groan from her ... While I was sucking, Michelle asked me, “MMM, do you want to hear about my nights with Shaun?

Oh God, did I! I mumbled out a yes and Michelle told me, kind of stumbling over her words, “Fuck me first!”

That’s another thing new about Michelle, she always used to abhor the ‘f’ word. She still doesn’t use it often, but when she does it turns me on even more. I was horny, my gorgeous wife was rubbing precum up and down on my cock, I had fingers inside her pussy and my lips trying to suck milk from her breast. I wanted her to tell me about Shaun and she was begging me to fuck her. My earlier resolve to not make love with her had rapidly crumbled.

Then I thought about her doing this with Shaun and my resolve crumbled some more. Nothing turned me on more than Michelle with another man! I couldn’t help it. I’d wanted to wait until Saturday night but her delicate fingers rubbing me and my vision of her with Shaun pushed me over the edge. I rolled on top of my lovely wife and was pelvis to pelvis inside of her before I even realized what I was doing. Both of us groaned and I captured her lips with mine, kissing her as I cupped her face in my hands. I pushed myself away from her, up on my hands, plunging in and out of her, then stopped with my cock buried inside her. Michelle’s hands were on my butt, her fingernails scratching me, urging me deeper with her hips bucking up to meet mine. I wanted to stop and make her tell me about Shaun but I couldn’t. I pictured him on top of her, his cock buried inside her just as I was and my orgasm erupted. I pushed in and out of her frantically, eliciting every drop of cum. When I was finished, I collapsed on top of her and took several minutes to catch my breath as the blood inside my cock reversed its flow to my brain and some degree of awareness returned to my addled brain.

I very happily kissed my wife’s cheek and whispered in her ear, “Now, tell me about Shaun?”

She tilted her head over and gave me a long, lingering kiss before she started talking. “I stopped at the store and picked up this little nightie I thought he might like, then to the grocery store for some salmon and salad mix steaks and a few other items. When I got to his house, he was surprised to see me since I hadn’t called and told him I was coming. I set the groceries down and told him to go in the other room, that I was cooking him dinner. He wanted to help but I told him I was doing it and he could go watch TV. I’d already put the nightie on under my clothes and as soon as he was out of sight, I stripped down to it. You should have seen his face when I asked him to come in and help me reach something in the cupboard.”

I was loving her story. I closed my eyes and visualized her lover walking in and seeing her cooking dinner wearing what she’d just worn to bed with me. It started to make me hard again. My gorgeous wife noticed my hardening love organ, rolled us over and slid her pussy down over me so I was buried inside her again. Michelle went on with her story as she rocked her hips driving me deeper inside her, “Shaun walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck and massaging my boobs. I managed to turn around and kissed him long and deep, kind of like this.” She leaned down and kissed me with her soft lips, her tongue gently invading my mouth while at the same time her hips were moving up and down on my cock.